There was no scandal about the school beauty until I went to college

The arrival of November means that Su Baizhou’s birthday is approaching.

The way she celebrates her birthday should be the same as Luo Ye's.

In other words, she felt that there was no difference between her birthday and Luo Ye's birthday.

She would also be very happy when Luo Ye had his birthday, and Luo Ye would be the same when it was her birthday.

This means they can celebrate two birthdays a year.

Su Baizhou took a week to complete the homework that Gu Mingxuan assigned to her this month, and then went to the study to prepare to work with Luo Ye.

With her joining, the pressure on the bookstore was relieved a lot. Most importantly, Luo Ye’s already good mood became even more relaxed.

Working with the senior student, the library seemed to have really become his home.

Sometimes, Song Ruo even felt like she had become their biological sister and was always being taken care of.

In the entire Jiang University, except for Long Jin, this was the first time she felt this feeling.

When Senior Sister Su was not around, Luo Ye took good care of him, but there is a difference between men and women after all. When Senior Sister Su and Luo Ye were together, the two of them obviously took better care of her.

That is why she wanted to work hard and repay these two people for their care for her.

When she has nothing to do, she would write down her own short stories in Zhouye books and magazines.

Although they are all horror stories, she has restrained herself a lot now, and the degree of horror has been reduced by several levels compared to before.

"Try my newly made egg tarts."

Su Baizhou picked up an egg tart and placed it next to Luo Ye's mouth.

Luo Ye took a bite, then his eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "It's delicious, Fanfan, your cooking skills are still as good as before."

Song Ruo: ...

The only bad thing is that you have to eat dog food from these two people.

She looked at the other guests on the first floor and found that everyone was looking at her the same way.

The dog food is full.

……

Ningcheng.

Shen Qiao brought Ai Xiaoya to the cemetery.

For the first time, he brought the latter to the tombstone of the latter's parents.

Looking at her parents' tombstone, Ai Xiaoya's emotions did not fluctuate.

She just had a very unreal feeling.

Although she knew that she had been in a car accident and had been in a coma for three years, her parents had both passed away.

But for some reason, she just felt it was unreal.

At first she thought that she felt this way because she did not accept this fact.

But she woke up from that long dream, which meant that she accepted it.

It still feels unreal now, perhaps because Shen Qiao took such good care of her that she feels those sad things have become a thing of the past.

"Dad, mom."

The breeze blew across Ai Xiaoya's face, causing her hair to flutter gently.

"I am living very well now. Shen Qiao and I will come to visit you often in the future."

Hearing this, Shen Qiao came forward, stood next to Ai Xiaoya, and said seriously: "Uncle and aunt, don't worry, I will take good care of Xiao Lei."

Ai Xiaoya leaned on Shen Qiao, and the two placed some offerings in front of the tombstone and then left.

In the taxi on the way home, Ai Xiaoya said nothing, still thinking about the scene that had just happened.

The feeling of sadness may be just a little bit late.

She leaned on Shen Qiao's shoulder and said in a daze: "Shen Qiao... don't I have a father and a mother anymore?"

Shen Qiao didn't say anything, but just silently hugged Xiao Lei's shoulders.

After a long time, he comforted her: "Xiao Lei, love will never disappear. My parents can also be your parents."

"Um……"

Ai Xiaoya responded absentmindedly.

After getting off the car, she faced Shen Qiao at the door and asked again, "Am I already 22 years old?"

Ai Xiaoya’s birthday is older than Luo Ye’s. Her birthday is in June, which makes her 22 years old.

"Well, our little tear is old enough to get married."

"Then let's get married."

Ai Xiaoya suddenly said, she looked into Shen Qiao's eyes with an extremely serious expression.

Hearing this, Shen Qiao was a little surprised and said: "Xiao Lei, do you still need to think carefully about this matter? It's not that I don't want to, but you have just woken up for a few months, and there are still many things to do in the future, and..."

Before Shen Qiao could continue, Ai Xiaoya had already stood on tiptoe, stretched out her arms, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him awkwardly.

This is her first kiss.

It also belongs to Shen Qiao.

During the three years of coma, Shen Qiao kissed Xiao Lei's forehead countless times, but he always kept the first kiss for her.

Things that have a sense of ritual are most meaningful when experienced with the ones you love.

Although Xiao Lei's kiss was very awkward, Shen Qiao still closed his eyes and guided Xiao Lei from the simplest lip touch to gradually develop into a deep kiss.

It was his first kiss, but he was very good at it. He must have studied it, or maybe it was... a natural talent.

Not long after, Ai Xiaoya lowered her head with a red face. She glanced at Shen Qiao, then turned away and became shy.

Shen Qiao walked around her, came in front of her, and said with a smile: "You were so bold just now, why are you shy now?"

"I……"

"I thought you weren't interested in me. It's been so long... nothing... nothing..."

"Cough cough."

Shen Qiao coughed lightly with some embarrassment and explained: "I was the one who took care of you when you were lying down."

What he meant was that he had experienced everything, things that could be seen and things that could not be seen, things that were private and not private. At this point, Shen Qiao could easily control his desires.

"say no more!"

Xiao Lei raised her head with a red face. She looked at Shen Qiao and recalled the topic just now. She suddenly felt a little aggrieved and said, "Shen Qiao, I have nothing left. The only way I can repay you is to marry you..."

Before she could finish her words, Shen Qiao had already pulled her into his arms.

He smiled gently and said, "Xiao Lei, I don't need you to repay me. The only reason you are willing to marry me is that you love me."

"I love you."

For some reason, Ai Xiaoya had an urge to cry, and tears quickly flowed down.

The tears that I haven't shed in my dreams for three years will flow out at any time in reality.

"Shen Qiao, I want to marry you."

"Little tears."

Shen Qiao reached out his hand, gently wiped the tears from Xiao Lei's face, and said, "I want to marry you, too."